The waiter next to him also looked confused: "I don't know who put it here, because the packaging is very beautiful, we don't dare to throw it away."
The vice president didn't have so many worries. He snorted: "I want to see what this is."
With that said, he stepped forward and opened the gift box.
Jiang Xia and the others happened to be passing by and took a look. They found a pure white dress inside, which looked like a wedding dress.
It is very reasonable for a wedding dress to appear on the catwalk of a wedding dress show.
But the strange thing is that this gift box used to store the wedding dress is wrapped with a black ribbon. The atmosphere is more like a funeral than a wedding.
The vice president cursed: "What the hell."
Next to her, Naoko Tormaru also noticed the movement here. She picked up the wedding dress and looked at it carefully: "This is not our work, is it from Rokujo?"
Just as he was talking, there was a sudden jingle, and a silver coin fell out of the folds of the wedding dress and fell to the ground.
The coin rolled down to Jiang Xia's feet, and he picked it up. Suzuki Sonoko took a closer look curiously: "It seems to be a French coin."
The assistant passing by was startled, suddenly remembered something, and blurted out: "Is it a 'funeral silver coin'?"
Mao Lilan felt bad when she heard the name. She secretly got goosebumps, but she was also curious: "What does it mean?"
After all, the assistant works in a wedding dress design company and has some understanding of these related customs: "It seems that some scholars believe that this kind of silver coin is closely related to 'death' and 'wedding' in ancient Europe. I heard that it is still used in some comparisons
In traditional villages, it is a custom for the deceased to be buried wearing a pure white wedding dress, and the deceased will be buried with such funeral silver coins on their chest."
Jiang Xia looked at the wedding dress and thought thoughtfully: "In other words, when you are seriously preparing for the catwalk competition, someone sent a shroud to ruin the atmosphere? It's really too much."
After saying that, he quietly looked at everyone, but unfortunately, perhaps because the wedding dress was not pointing clearly enough, although most people looked calm, they did not show any murderous intent.
The vice president looked unhappy, threw away the ribbon in his hand, and pointed at Naoko Toriyama next to him: "Get rid of this thing quickly!"
When a group of people got a little busy because of this little episode.
On the other side, the main banquet hall was empty.
The door creaked open a crack. Masumi Takamori stood at the door and glanced inside, clenched his fists, and walked in resolutely.
——She never imagined that she had finally managed to deal with a threater on her own, but who knew that this would lead to a second threat.
This time the threatening person didn't even show his face, so even if she wanted to die with him, there was no chance.
The man's demonic words echoed in Takamori Masumi's mind: "As long as you obey me, I won't tell others that you have killed someone. Don't worry, what you need to do is very simple - there is a capsule in the envelope.
You only need to pour the medicine in the capsule into Naoko Toriyama's wine glass. Of course, if you don't do it on time..."
While thinking about it, Takamori Masumi had already arrived at the seat where Toriyama Naoko was sitting. At the banquet, the seats of these company executives had been fixed in advance, and there were corresponding nameplates on the seats, so it was not difficult to locate them.
Takamori Masumi took a deep breath, unscrewed the capsule with trembling hands, and poured the trace amount of liquid inside into an empty goblet.
"That should be enough." Takamori Masumi was frightened and calm, and he was rationalizing the steps of the murder in his heart. "The next step is to get rid of this water-soluble capsule shell..."
"Takamori-kun?"
Suddenly a voice came from behind.
"!!" Takamori Masumi's hand shook. She quickly hid the capsule shell and turned around. When she looked up, she saw a nightmare-like face, "Jiang Xia?!"
Jiang Xia was rarely stared at like this, except for Vodka. He looked at the model classmate in front of him with some curiosity.
Being stared at by him, Masumi Takamori suddenly broke into a cold sweat. She immediately realized that her reaction was too strange.
After thinking about it, Masumi Takamori could only jump back a few steps like a girl, using all her acting skills, showing a shy expression, she bit the bullet and said, "Actually, I, I am your fan! Don't leave suddenly.
If I’m so close, someone’s heart will beat out!”
Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan were startled by her scream just now, and now they were startled again when they heard this sentence.
When they were chasing stars, they did see some girls screaming in terror at the stars. Their condition was not much different from when they were in the haunted house... They didn't expect that Masumi Takamori had such a big personality difference between her childhood and now.
But such classmates look more like their peers.
Suzuki Sonoko happily comforted her: "Don't be afraid, Jiangxia people are very nice. You just met him, so you don't know. You will know after we hang out together a few times."
"Yes, is that so?" Masumi Takamori's face almost froze with laughter, "That's really great, I'm looking forward to it!"
Jiang Xia's eyes paused on her for a moment and smiled: "I'm looking forward to it too."
Takamori Masumi: "..."Don't!!
Several high school students seemed to be chatting happily and enjoying themselves.
Only a dedicated primary school student remembers business.
Conan remembered the way Takamori Masumi stood alone at the table just now: "Sister Masumi, what are you doing standing here alone? The banquet hasn't started yet."
Takamori Masumi's heart, which had just calmed down, began to beat loudly again: "I, I'm suddenly very hungry, and I want to find out if there's anything I can do to cushion my stomach."
"Yeah, I'm thirsty too." Jiang Xia said, reaching for the wine glass on the table. As soon as it touched the rim, Takamori Masumi snatched it away.
Perhaps because of anxiety, the murderous aura on the female high school student's body fluffed up.
Jiang Xia put down his hands with satisfaction. Although it wasn't much, he mainly enjoyed the process of fertilizing.
Takamori Masumi held the cup tightly, and was so scared that the hairs on her back exploded. She tried to smile: "These are cleaned and laid out by the waiter, they cannot be used casually - there seems to be drinks in the cabinet over there.
Let’s go and have a look.”
When Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan heard this, they followed her direction and looked for it, and found a large box of juice: "Over here!"
Jiang Xia walked over.
Conan originally wanted to stay and see what was going on, but Mao Lilan was afraid that he would run around and mess up the neatly arranged dining table, so she took him away as well.
After the four people left, Takamori Masumi breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the fingerprints off the goblet with all his strength: "..." It's really dangerous to be in a place with a detective. Damn it, when will that detective go back?
